The skies will lead us

home or away

navigators at heart

drawn to the place we seek

we stand on shores

or gaze from mountains

always pulled by that North Star

the sun and moon and stars

map the world

and the seasons

for harvest or for rest

and we follow their guidance

with our intuitive wisdom

shutting out the meaningless

chatter that tries

to drown out our instinct – Caroline A. Slee